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Faith relies on those who can believe in what they can do without always knowing for sure how they will do it. In a world where everybody would rather go for a sure thing, there have to be those who look beyond that. There won’t always be the concrete evidence we think we need. Sometimes it’s simply going to be a matter of doing what’s right and knowing things will work out.

Even though there’s a lack of direction, the most important part is how we choose to own each moment. We can’t reach the pinnacle of anything if we settle for average thoughts and actions. Getting up and putting in the reps even when it doesn’t seem to make a whole lot of sense changes more than just an hour or two out of hour day—it has the power to influence our entire life. 

Having that faith in ourselves is paramount to success. It doesn’t matter if it’s with our jobs, relationships, or personal health. We have to believe before anybody else is willing to get on board. It’s our job to hold onto the image that nobody can see and do everything we can to move towards it. 

B.G.

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Grandpa Otto is the SECOND…Grandkid/Grandparent (?) I have drawn for @dead-bird-studios-cut-footage ‘s/ @switch-in-time ‘s AU “A Switch In Time”!

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I decided to add what UNDERTALE SOUL he would have to add more character to him. Here’s some information about him: (If @dead-bird-studios-cut-footage / @switch-in-time​​ has any problems with this information, please DM me and let me know! It is your AU, Not mine! And yes I will always repeat this paragraph frghjkl)

  • Yes, Otto DOES have wings. He is the only one of his siblings who has them! Their great, great grandpa had them, but it skipped a very generations and Otto had them! (I think it makes him unique, don’t ask about the genetics-)
  • He learned how to fly at 12!
  • He was S E V E R L Y Bullied in all of his time at school, yet he tolerated it. Oscar? Not much.
  • He and his brother, Oscar, are VERY CLOSE.
  • He was mute for most of his life. (He didn’t speak for most of his life)
  • If Connie (Lil Conductor) Is going mental/angry/very upset, Otto is usually the only one who can calm him down quickly.
  • If you need advice/ have emotional problems, Otto is your guy to go to and vent to! After all, most of his life he was listening, not talking,

That’s all I can think of for now! If there is any problems with the design or character, please DM me to let me know! Yet again, @dead-bird-studios-cut-footage​ this is

YOUR

Au, not mine! And yes I will always repeat this paragraph frghjkl

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❝Sometimes the person that excites you most isn’t necessarily going to make the best husband or wife. It takes a lot to see past the glamor and glitter when you’re looking to get married and look for someone who’s going to be a loving companion that will stand by your side no matter what, and better you while also seeking to be bettered by you.❞

- Shaykh Omar Suleiman

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“We have a whole nation of people that can read but don’t necessarily understand. If you want proof for that, just look at any comments on social media … and you’ll realise how illiterate our culture is”

— Shaykh Hamza Yusuf

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Exhaustion

I grow tired of giving the world,

To the people whose only object I ask for is their time,

Yet even that is a price too high

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One day, I’ll tell somebody how much they mean to me, but for now some things are better left unsaid.

My love is not fragile. I will wait for the day your love is not fragile too. When you can truly understand the feelings behind my words and accept them. If I should wait my whole life to tell you, then it will be worth the wait. For you, my patience will be boundless.

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26 ans, environ 12 ans que je te déteste, que je te maltraite, que je t’affame, que je te blesse, que je te cache et j’en passe.

« T’es jolie » « t’es pas grosse arrête » « si tout le monde était moche comme toi… » « pourquoi tu dis ça ? » « pourquoi tu fais ça? » « mange ». Mais aussi « tu ne seras jamais grosse hein ? » « attention tu as pris un peu… » « tu deviens une femme, tu ne peux plus manger ce que tu veux… » « il te serre de trop ce jean, il t’allait bien pourtant ». Des phrases qui restent.

Cela fait quelques temps que j’apprends à m’aimer puisque plus personne ne le faisait à ma place. À me voir autrement. Ou tout du moins essayer. Progressivement, j’y arrive. Je me lève après 4 ou 5 heures de sommeil, je me regarde et je ne me trouve pas si moche. C’est un processus avec des hauts et des bas. A l’amour à la haine. Mais je te maltraite moins. Je te déteste moins. Parfois même, je t’aime.

Alors je suis désolée pour ces années merdiques, il y en aura encore d’autres, ça ne s’arrêtera pas comme ça. Mais je pense être en bonne voie.

Aujourd’hui, je me suis sentie jolie.

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